Returning Winds of Darkness

Returning winds howling in the dark
A crude path to the ancient mountain
Effigies corroded by the long winds
Upon a path to the doomclad mountain

So long ago the snow turned black
The sky so grey upon the temple black
The memory of the dark age still lives
In the dark paths of the unquiet dead

Screams of the ancient suffering
May be heard upon the mountainside
Shadows of the ancient darkness
Cast upon the people still living